combing the night

i'm combing the night
in search of you

a hand to hold
when i feel blue

a feeling of walking
into the stars

the night was ours
for awhile

the galaxies swirl
through the paths
of memory

shining their stars
in the blanks of
inequity

leading the way
to the past
in my heart

where did it start
to go wrong
with us?

can i bring you
back to me?

maybe
with a wave of
my hand

(understand)

out of step

i never think
i'm in step with you

i'm always
lagging behind
(to let you lead)

or barreling ahead
(to find my footing)

never side by side
never eye to eye

always piece by piece
never the whole
thing

in shadow or
blaring sunshine
i'll be

can you find me
in your heart?

(no)

floating (haiku study)

floating in the waves
dulls the sound of my own breath
'til there's nothing more

or

i once believed life
was the drum of his heartbeat
now i drown to it

or

petals move aside
waves push back at loneliness
vision fades away

doubt

this time 

i hope

the dreams will be future

instead of

the times

when life is so futile

i hope

i won't dream 

of sammy davis, jr again

i beg

not to see

the violent zebra rain

one time

i looked up

"why do i dream of falling fingernails?"

it told me 

it was time

to take the weapons away

maybe i'm safe

again

but that's just a dream

(doubt)

recrystallized

i waited all night
for your
beck and call

and i know you
waited
just as long
just to call

but this box
called life
isn't going to open
that far

and this thing
called heart
can't love from
afar

and this beast
called soul
won't live very
long

not long enough
for the vapors
of what i was

to be recrystallized 
at whim

what's the point
of now and then

when there's blanks
that surround
what begins

(end)

sometimes

sometime all you say

isn't enough

anchored (haiku studies)

the thoughts in my mind
always seem to hold me down
the stars seem so far

or

did you ever feel
like the world was weighing down
and the tide was in?